A Proper lady ( Harry Potter X Reader female)

Chapter 27 the other schools

Y/n's pov

A couple weeks later Hermione, Ron, harry, and I were walking to DaDa,harry blaming himself for Sirius coming back.

"Harry stop blaming your self he will be fine."

"But what if he gets cought then it will be my faut." He puts his hands in his hair and grabs his hair.

"Calm down please harry."

He lets go of his harry and I grab his hand. We walk into the DaDa classroom. To our surprise professor moody announced that he would be putting the Imperius Curse on each of us in turn, to demonstrate its power and to see whether they could resist its effects.

" But - but you said it's illegal, Professor," says Hermione uncertainly as Moody cleared away the desks with a sweep of his wand, leaving a large clear space in the middle of the room. "You said - to use it against another human was -"

"Dumbledore wants you taught what it feels like," says Moody, his magical eye swiveling onto Hermione and fixing her with an eerie, unblinking stare. "If you'd rather learn the hard way - when someone's putting it on you so they can control you completely - fine by me. You're excused. Off you go."

He pointed one gnarled finger toward the door. Hermione went very pink and muttered something about not meaning that she wanted to leave.  

Moody began to beckon students forward in turn and put the Imperius Curse upon them. I watch as one by one my classmates did the most extraordinary things under its influence. Dean Thomas hopped three times around the room, singing the national anthem. Lavender Brown imitated a squirrel. Neville performed a series of quite astonishing gymnastics he would certainly not have been capable of in his normal state. Not one of them seemed to be able to fight off the curse, and each of them recovered only when Moody had removed it.

"Potter," Moody growled, "you next."

Harry moved forward into the middle of the classroom, into the space that Moody had cleared of desks. Moody raised his wand, pointed it at Harry, and said, "Imperio!"

Harry bent his knees looking like he was going to  spring onto the desk

Harry then smashes his  head into the desk knocking it over the desk.

"That's more like it!" growls Moody's voice

"Look at that, you lot...Potter fought! He fought it, and he damn near beat it! We'll try that again, Potter, and the rest of you, pay attention - watch his eyes, that's where you see it - very good, Potter, very good indeed! They'll have trouble controlling you!"

"The way he talks," Harry muttered as he hobbled out of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class an hour later (Moody had insisted on putting Harry through his paces four times in a row, until Harry could throw off the curse entirely), "you'd think we were all going to be attacked any second."

"Yeah, I know," says Ron, who was skipping on every alternate step. "Talk about paranoid..." Ron glances nervously over his shoulder to check that Moody was definitely out of earshot and went on. "No wonder they were glad to get shot of him at the Ministry. Did you hear him telling Seamus what he did to that witch who shouted 'Boo' behind him on April Fools' Day? And when are we supposed to read up on resisting the Imperius Curse with everything else we've got to do?"

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Hagrid's  Blast-Ended Skrewts were growing at a remarkable pace given that nobody had yet discovered what they ate. Hagrid was delighted, and as part of their "project," suggested that they come down to his hut on alternate evenings to observe the skrewts and make notes on their extraordinary behavior.